hurry home

Feeling slightly tired you want to get the day over with. Well it can't be over soon enough you decide as the damp spot grows. You signal a taxi and have him take you home. The whole ride he keeps sniffing the air as if trying to taste something faint and new. He then starts to drive distractedly, causing some sharp turns and swerves. This does nothing for your problem. Every swerve and pull causes your now milk-laden breasts to sway heavily. Each strong sway makes your tits quirt some more.

By the time you finally arrive at your building you have to cross your arms to hide you wett spots. In your hurry to get out of the car and pay the driver, yo notice his eyes have become glazed. The breasts now are aching painfully and you hurry off without tipping him. Thankfully there are few people about the building to see you awkwardly running to your apartment. Once in you grab two empty glasses, set them on a table, tear your top off and discarrd you bra, then plop your leaky tits into the glasses. Milk dribbles into the cups. Your Breasts feel as if the are going to burst or come apart and so in painful fright you squees them. Milk spurts into the cups. As you release the first squeeze you have a small orgasm. You now squeeze, crush, and pump your tist until the cups are overflowing and only a dull ache and wet panties are left. Now, exhauseted you go to sleep, your breasts filling up yet again as you rest.